I gotta say that life with 3 is all sorts of manic and crazy. I hope people can relate that going from 2 to 3 is like signing up for the circus full time. I am finally adjusting and feeling like myself again…. and now I am heading into my crazy, pull my hair out, busy season. All I can do right now is try to breathe and hang on for dear life….
That being said I just love watching Chloe and Tate play with Milo. The excitement on all their faces when they get home from school melts me like a cool stuff that melts (popsicles, butter, ice cream, you snow cool stuff…). Milo doesn’t really laugh when Anthony and I play with him so much, he just gives us a fake baby noise that faintly resembles a chuckle…. but when Chloe and Tate play with him he is all smiles and belly laughs like crazy. I feel very lucky to have 3 wild animals living under my roof… now if only I could find a zoo keeper for the clean-up part.
I have really been working hard on living my life from a space of love instead of fear lately. I hear sad stories all the time about people and their families and I automatically put myself in that horrible place of intense fear of the same thing happening to my family. It’s no good. I see my kids little faces and want only the best for them so all I can do is love & care for them. I hope I am being the mommy that they need…
Life goes on day in and day out and I don’t want these moments to escape me:)